Author's Notes: Hello :3 I know...I know...I keep disappearing for a month or more then coming back and promising to speed up...but the fact is the course I'm on demands a lot of my time as we have assessments every 6 weeks. So, I will continue trying to get this over with, but I can't say for sure when I will finish. My new aim is to get a chapter out every couple of weeks...but longest I'll leave it will probably be a month if need be.

Bishop is such a spy. I'll just explain in case others didn't understand...Bishop knew Violet was pregnant because he saw the wedding. In BTTS we clearly see him watching it on a screen. :P

Anyway, enjoy! Again, italics that are centralized are dreams/visions.

Disclaimer: I own the chick, the chin, and the plot. That's it.

Chapter 22: Never Alone

"Don't you-" I open my eyes suddenly, "dare…?"

The air around me is very humid. I can feel water on my body, forming from the air, and a vague scent of lemons in it too.

The room is a small white one; I'm sitting on a bench in it. There is steam all around me so water forms on the ceiling and the walls of this place, with drains on the floor to let it out again. Everything that was on my person is gone as well.

"Where am I?" I ask out loud, breathing in slowly to calm myself.

A light flickers on revealing a single glass door, but it is very thick glass…not a chance I could break that.

"Hello Violet"

I shiver; I know that voice all too well.

A hologram of Bishop appears in the room in front of me. "Don't you know pregnant turtles need special care?" he mocks.

He knows…of course! "I'm sorry I couldn't come sooner then Mr. President" I sneer.

"What was that?" he asks me suspiciously.

"Oh nothing" I sigh.

I think my only relief right now is I didn't wake up attached to a table this time…that near dissection still haunts me as well as all the dreams I had about him doing things to me.

"You've always been an interesting creature…but now you've outdone yourself" he grins.

I frown, "What are you…?"

"I'd love to know how you cured your unstable mutation, and where you and your reject family have been hiding out until now"

"I'll never talk!" I shout, as I jump up, the steam obscuring my vision more so. "I…don't feel so good" I wince as I slide back down onto the bench.

The glass door opens, a blast of cool air coming in. I stagger up and go out through it, finding myself in another small room. I'm dripping wet from head to toe due to the steam, but I try to ignore it, shivering in the normal room I'm in.

"You need to be more careful" Bishop steps in front of me. It's actually him this time and not a hologram.

"I didn't miss this," I hiss at him, trying to keep my distance.

He chuckles and moves slowly towards me. "Don't worry Violet, I'm going to help you with your problems"

"I don't need help! And as a matter of fact, isn't it dangerous for pregnant people to go in steam rooms?"

He grins, "Yes…people perhaps, but you are not a person, are you? You're mutation is closely related to that of a terrapin, and they need the water and warmth in order to survive"

I fold my arms, still soaked. "I don't want a biology lesson, why exactly am I here?" I ask impatiently.

"You're here because you need to be" he simply says, "I can't let you out of my grasp now that you can reproduce successfully"

"So that's it? You want my child?" I ask horrified.

He smirks to himself, "Well, I wouldn't say a fertile female is unwanted either"

"You won't get away with this!" I raise my voice, trying to sound courageous. "You…" I feel dizzy, as well as nauseous, so stop and clutch at my stomach.

I feel myself pushed forward by the evil man. He leads me to my left, opening another glass door, and gesturing for me to go in ahead of him. I shake my head feverishly as my knees begin to buckle. I then feel him lift me up, dragging me into another hot room.

I look around confusedly. The room is fairly wooden, everything basically made of thick wood. In front of the large benches in here is a strange contraption.

"What's the idea of this?" I ask. "First a steam room now a sauna? I don't get it!"

Bishop smiles sinisterly, "You will"

He leaves, closing the door firmly. After he's walked away, I go for it, determined to escape. It's sealed somehow…I'd guess with magnets or something. I sigh and sit cross-legged on the bench. As I inhale slowly, I can feel the aridness of the air, it's so dry in here! Even if I was soaked before, the water has gone now.

Why didn't I see this coming? When Renet took me to one of the futures, Bishop captured that Violet…so why wasn't I more careful? And for that matter…why didn't I warn the others? I can overlook things like that though.

"Mikey…" I whimper, pulling my legs into my chest, cuddling them closely. I dip my head onto my knees, breathing slowly to avoid tears.

I run home as fast as I can, knowing any time lost is another opportunity gone. As I slide into the lair, Master Keiko meets me, obviously having been waiting for me.

"Where have you been?" she asks, obviously having knowledge about my whereabouts already. "And where's…?"

"They caught her!" I gasp suddenly, kind of shocking me. "Violet…" I wipe tears away quickly, trying not to lose myself too much. "Bishop got her"

Mikey…I'm seeing Mikey's point of view…

"Get your brothers, we'll sort this out" she places a hand on my shoulder…

"Time to wake up!" someone orders me suddenly, bringing me out of my trance.

I quickly wipe my eyes free of tears, looking up to find Bishop again. "Leave me alone" I mutter.

He's in the doorway, obviously intent on making me leave. I don't move, still semi-curled-up. "You don't have a choice in this" he says, coming over to me and grabbing my shoulders roughly. "If you won't co-operate, I'll make you" He puts more pressure on my shoulders, forcing me up and starts leading me out of the room.

"So where now?" I moan, unhappy with the whole thing.

Another sinister grin, "To talk"

He leads me down several well-guarded corridors, bringing me into a fairly plain room with two chairs and a table inside. He sits me in one of the chairs and straps my hands to it.

"Now tell me, where did you all go?"

"Okay!" I get a grin on my face, knowing he won't believe me. "I went to the future where you were a good guy and helped me and my bros save the world several times and became almost like our friend…"

A frown crosses his face, "Are you mocking me?" he pushes his glasses higher up his face. "You will tell me the truth, even if I have to force it from you!"

My grin widens, "But I didn't get to the part where you helped cure me!"

He looks less than pleased, rather annoyed really. I guess some truths are just a bit unbelievable…

I can now feel cold sweat running down my skin, a few twitches running through my head, making it look like I'm quickly looking to one side.

A small smile comes across Bishop's face as he pulls a syringe from his pocket. "Time for some more medicine"

"That does not look like medicine," I growl at him.

He ignores me and injects it into my arm, making me wince quickly. "How did you cure yourself?" he continues the interrogation.

I begin to feel sleepy, probably because of the medicine. "You, Don and some kid did it" I yawn.

A dark look comes across his face. "Violet, lying will not help you here, in fact, it will get you in more trouble" Another smile.

"What else do you want? A hug?"

I see his smile quickly disappear. "As I have said, you have always been interesting, but never have I learnt so much about you" he smiles sinisterly, "And I'm guessing you're an empathist"

"What made you think that?" I ask, avoiding eye contact.

"You're reading my emotions right now…and you're obviously not worried about it, I know you can tell. Perhaps you know I won't believe your lies but won't hurt you over it" he turns away, "That may explain the months you spent with the chinchilla mutant after your little break down"

I frown, "I know you like to spy on me and my family, but honestly, get a life!"

"You're trying my patience," he mutters as he turns back, carefully picking up a scalpel from the table and inspecting it carefully.

I gulp, remembering the nightmares I used to have.

"What's wrong?" he asks as he nears me, watching my change in attitude. "Do you think I'm going to let you stay quiet about such things?"

He brings the scalpel up to my arm, inches from my flesh. I scream out, still watching him fearfully.

"Not so funny now, are we?" he brings it back a little.

"My brothers will come" I gasp, adrenaline pumping rapidly through me.

He puts the scalpel down again. "They'll try, but they won't find you. We have taken a lot of measures to keep this place secret. They'll have so many possibilities it could take them weeks to even get a hint of where you are"

"You monster" I merely hiss at him.

"That's what you think now…but we'll see" he exits the room, leaving me strapped to the chair alone.

I swallow hard, "Don't worry…we'll be okay…" I mutter to myself, sure I feel some form of unease from within myself. I continue soothing what I think is my child's feelings. "I've been through worse, I won't let them get you"

I begin trying to fiddle with the handcuffs strapping me to the chair, attempting to break them. Unfortunately, I'm not as strong as my brothers so I can't.

I sigh and dip my head, I whisper to myself, remembering something I've heard before but not sure from where.

"I'll never give up for I'm never alone"